Bijay Poudel

I Poem by Bijay Poudel

II am a cynic, I am funI am a rose with stock of a gun, I am a saint, I am the king, My infinity now shrunk to a thing.I am that heir prince, I am that loafer, I have the idiocies of an old philosopher.I am the captain dead, deep inside the earth.I am a kid now rejoicing my birth... I am a kid now rejoicing my birth.